[ This is an event to repair the dens and camp wall
damaged by weather and ShadowClan.
All ranks are invited to participate.
Fernpaw is hosting this and will organize groups.
Groups will need to gather materials for rebuilding and making new nests
in addition to repairing the dens.
He does not care if kits leave camp,
so warriors might want to keep an eye out for that.
Credit to Fawnhearted for originally attempting this. ]
Event [#event]
Once Fernpaw and his merry band of Fish Friends finished up with the nursery, he was ready to confront the masses. The Clan had really let Twilightstar down on this, and he just.. kind of wanted to do something that'd make her feel a bit better. If that meant harassing cats until they listened, so be it!
One den was done, but he knew the Rivercats would have to go home soon, and there was no way he could tackle the remainder of the camp alone. "Hey!" He squeaked loudly as he trotted over to the center of the clearing. "We need to get started on camp repairs.. Fish Bird and Fang Fish helped me do the nursery but, there's a lot more that has to be done!"
Every other den was in shambles, and it looked like the camp wall could use some work too. No wonder Twilightstar didn't want to relocate - if they couldn't take care of their current camp, how could they even build a new one? He frowned.
"If you gather around, I'll assign you to groups and dens!" He figured having guidance on where to go would be best - it seemed like they needed direction. Extra paws just made things go quicker. That said, Fernpaw went quiet, waiting to see if anyone would take him up on rebuilding the camp.
Dearkheart padded up towards the little apprentice, his voice seeming like a little squeak to the older warrior. The nodded her head as a sign that she would join in with this, it was perfectly true that the camp was looking awful, and it really needed some fixing. She sat down and licked her paw, waiting for instructions.
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Clovershine padded over, though slightly nervous. Would they accept her to help, even though she had been gone for a while, because of being captured by a rogue?
Ashfeather couldn't help but smile at the young tom's enthusiasm. She padded over, knowing that she should probably help and do the best she could. After all, she'd been lying around in her own grief, doing nothing useful. Because her depression had relapsed not just after her kits had run away, but after that little group of hers had failed. From now on, she couldn't just go and do stuff like that. She had to admit that she didn't have the capability. But something that she could help with were the camp repairs, which Twilightstar had been angry about nobody doing. She shuffled her broad, round paws, feeling guilty.
Taking a deep breath, she padded over to where a few cats had already gathered. Self-consciously, Ashfeather tried not to meet any of their gazes. Now that she thought about it, would she be incompetent? Would her mangled tail stop her from doing what had to be done? What if her blind eye made her miss something important? I'll just try my best, the she-cat thought, trying to push her worried thoughts away and only partially succeeding.
"I-I'll help," she piped up in a small voice, desperate to get herself moving. At least she'd been eating a bit more recently, but she was still really skinny. Most likely unhealthily so. Hopefully, the physical exertion wouldn't do anything to her. I've fought in battles half-starved. I'll be fine. Hunger had just been something that she'd gotten used to, especially with her jaw, the time the kits would keep prey away from her as a fun game, and then her not eating out of grief. It was fine. She was used to this. Nobody probably noticed, anyway.
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Snakepaw growled. He didn't care at all about fixing dens. The apprentice dismissed Fernpaw's idea like nothing. He padded away continuing on with his buisness.
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Twigkit bounced Fernpaw, feeling like this would be the perfect way to meet his Clanmates and get to know them more, and help his Clan at the same time. "I'll help!" He announced.
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Redspark looked over to where Fernpaw had announced that he needed help with the repairs. I have nothing better to do he thought. He padded over to the growing group of cats by the apprentice. I guess I'll help too!
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Owltalon sighed as his apprentice's voice rang out through the camp. What was he up too now? Did he really think he would be able to coordinate something like rebuilding the camp? It should be something Wolffang should do. He couldn't help smiling, however, at his apprentice's enthusiasm. If he could only learn a little self-control, Fernpaw would be a valuable asset. Owltalon padded over and sat down, curious as to how the young tom would do.